Please help
I don’t know what to do
I think I'm
Quickly losing youHead first
Into the deep end
You made me
Forget how to swimI wish you
Would make it clear
If you want me
To be hereWe met up
Last Friday night
I had
The time of my lifeBut before you
Dropped me off
You whispered
‘This might be tough’Reasons ran
Through my head
I may as
Well be deadMy heart stopped
I fell to the floor
I couldn't take
It anymoreYou walked away
Left me here
To be consumed
By my worst fear2 months have gone
Oh how I've wept
Thinking of the love
We could’ve keptEach night
Before I sleep
Sweet memories
I try to keepI lay here
And think to myself
‘Is it possible
You love someone else?’Please help
I don’t know what to do
I know I've
Lost you.
YOU ARE READING
Petrichor
Poetry// Petrichor // // 🌏 the pleasant smell of earth after rain💧// Est. 2014 ~ 20.. Copyright LittleAussieDreamer (Alannah Mills) 2020